At dawn, Mo Tiange was awakened by the noise next door.
She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the roof for a long time before she remembered this was the ancestral house.
The quilt smelled damp. She frowned and got up to put on her clothes.
Clothes were easy to wear. She had been wearing clothes since she was four years old. She only found it troublesome to braid her hair. No matter how she braided it, she felt it was not as good as her mother's.
She tried hard to control her urge to cry. She wiped her eyes, opened the door, and went out.
In the kitchen next door, Aunt Lin was already making breakfast. Uncle He was chopping firewood in the yard, and he did all the rough work in the house.
There were also a few servants sweeping the floor and feeding the pigs.
Mo Tiange had just finished washing her face when she heard Aunt Lin calling from inside the house. "Hey, come here."
She turned her head and looked at Aunt Lin in confusion.
Aunt Lin held a shovel in one hand and put the other on her waist. "I'm calling you. Come here and help me light the fire."
She glanced around and walked over with her head down.
Aunt Lin pushed her to the back of the stove. "Light a big fire outside and a small fire inside."
Mo Tiange watched as Aunt Lin turned her head to cut vegetables and ignored her. She bit her lip, sat behind the stove, and started to light the fire.
Fortunately, breakfast was ready quickly. Aunt Lin boiled a pot of porridge and steamed or fried a few side dishes.
She smelled the aroma, and her empty stomach became even hungrier.
After breakfast was ready, Aunt Lin saw her coming out of the stove and said, "Go wash your face before eating."
Mo Tiange wiped her face and found there was some dust on it. She obediently went to the courtyard to get some water and wiped her face again.
She didn't go to the dining room until she felt it was clean.
This meal was still the same. She was obviously very hungry, but she couldn't eat anything. After eating hastily, she went to school with Mo Tianqiao.
On the way, Mo Tianqiao excitedly said something to her, but she didn't hear it.
Until Mo Tianqiao pulled her sleeve and asked worriedly, "Tiange, what's wrong?"
Mo Tiange regained her composure and just shook her head.
Seeing her like this, Mo Tianqiao didn't speak for a while. The two of them walked in silence for a while before Mo Tianqiao hesitantly said, "Tiange, do you miss your mother?"
Mo Tiange was stunned, but she lowered her head and didn't deny it.
Mo Tianqiao glanced at Mo Tiange then held her hand tightly. She said earnestly, "Tiange, I know you're very sad, but your mother is no longer here. It's useless for you to be sad."
Although it was a poor comfort, Mo Tiange smiled. "Tianqiao, thank you."
Upon seeing Mo Tiange's smile, Mo Tianqiao immediately heaved a sigh of relief. She then continued to speak in high spirits. This time, Mo Tiange agreed with her.
When they arrived at the school, they found that the Headmaster was already there. They quickly ran to their seats and sat down.
Mo Mo Tianqiao was to, and Mo to Mo and Mo's Mo. Mo said, Mo to Lin to door.
"Ahem!" The Old Master cleared his throat, and the students immediately quietened down.
"Zhang. time, and the students immediately, they heard.
"Father, they said...." Tian, "Master. old.....
The Old Master's gaze swept through the room. When he saw that Mo Tiange didn't have anything on the table, he said, "Tiange, are your injuries healed?"
. "Master nodded." En. You haven't been to school for several days, so you must've missed your homework. Today, we'll only check your writing. Go read and come back in the afternoon. "
"Yes." Master nodded. "En. You haven't been to school for several days, so you must've missed your homework. Today, we'll only check your writing. Go read and come back in the afternoon."
"Yes."
The Old Master scanned the crowd once more. "Those who passed the copying test may go and read the book."
Mo Tiange put away her books, brushes, and ink, bowed to the Master, and then entered the library.
She hadn't been here for several days, but the library was still the same as before. However, she wasn't in the mood to read today.
She took a book from the bookshelf on the east side and opened it. It was still the book she hadn't finished reading that day, Brief Notes on the Celestial Pole.
She suddenly remembered the dream and the words spoken by the voice that claimed to be the ancestor of the Mo family.
With that thought in mind, she opened the book again.
This book was obviously written by a mortal. It only had hearsay about the legends of immortals.
She stood on the stool and started to flip through the books on the east shelf.
She flipped through the books one by one but found nothing special. Suddenly, she found a book called Qing Lian's Notes.
She opened the book. The preface of this book was self-written. The author called himself Qing Lian.
According to the preface, he was originally a scholar in the Jin Country. Because he was full of talent and knowledge, he couldn't be put in an important position, so he wandered the world. Unexpectedly, he obtained an immortal fate and began to practice the Law of Immortality.
Unfortunately, he didn't succeed. When he was more than 200 years old, he felt his lifespan was coming to an end, so he wrote this book and passed it on to his descendants.
Mo Tiange immediately put the other books back and took this book to the window to read.
At the beginning of the book, Qing Lian told her about his origin. Mo Tiange wasn't interested, so she flipped through the book.
Later on, Qing Lian began to talk about his encounter with an immortal fate.
As it turned out, when he wandered the world, he once went to a place called Tianmu Mountain. The residents nearby said that this mountain was shrouded in clouds and sometimes had colorful lights, so there must be immortals there.
Qing Lian went to Tianmu Mountain alone. This mountain was really magical. The sea of clouds was vast, and the mountain rocks were strangely shaped. It was easy to get lost in it.
When he got lost, he came to a place that seemed to be the Immortal's Cave of an immortal. There were strange pictures and characters in this Immortal's Cave.
Seeing how magical it was, he copied it down. Later on, when he left the mountain, he unexpectedly comprehended the Law of Immortality from it.
Later on, Qing Lian practiced the Law of Immortality, so he felt his ears and eyes were sharp, and his mind was smart. Gradually, immortal aura appeared in his body. He could actually hit things from a distance and was invulnerable. At this point, he was already a bit more powerful than the most powerful martial artists in the world.
He happily cultivated the Celestial Method and did not know the origin of this Celestial Method. Later, when he accidentally met other people who cultivated the Celestial Method, he found out that there were actually many people like him in the world. They had their own world called the Celestial Cultivation World, and people like them were also called cultivators.
Mo Tiange recalled that Ancestor indeed said the word 'cultivator'. Apparently, what this Buddhist Qing Lian said was indeed true.
After Qing Lian learned about the cultivation world, he came into contact with other cultivators and slowly learned some common knowledge about cultivation.
In the distant Distant Past, when the gods were still in the human world, spiritual aura was abundant and spiritual objects were everywhere. There were many cultivators with great divine power, many spiritual beasts with extremely high abilities, and also monsters and devils with strange powers. Cultivators and spiritual beasts often cultivated into immortals, and there were also devil cultivators and monsters who cultivated into devils.
But for some reason, a great war suddenly broke out between heaven and earth. Immortals, humans, and beasts … Many people died. The world changed, the mountains split, the seas moved, and everything was destroyed.
After the Distant Past came the Middle Ages.
The Middle Ages separated the realms of immortals, monsters, and devils, leaving the human world to humans and beasts who hadn't reached the Dao.
At that time, the human world still had spiritual aura and environment not inferior to that of the Distant Past. Sects stood in great numbers, and it was the heyday of humanity. Many cultivation techniques, magic weapons, and so on were created.
For more than a hundred thousand years, the cultivators with great divine power and high level spiritual beasts disappeared. The spiritual aura began to thin, and many spiritual objects became extinct. Cultivators began to separate themselves from the secular world and no longer lived with mortals.
After more than a hundred thousand years, the cultivators with great divine power disappeared, and the high level spiritual beasts also disappeared. The spiritual aura began to thin, and many spiritual objects became extinct. Cultivators began to separate themselves from the secular world and no longer lived with mortals.
In the current cultivation world, cultivation sects were built in places with abundant spiritual aura, far away from the secular world. Only when they chose disciples would they live among mortals.
As for mortals, not everyone could cultivate. Only those with Spiritual Roots, who had Spiritual Qi in their bodies, could cultivate.
Among mortals, spiritual roots were one in ten thousand. Only the descendants of cultivators had a much higher chance of having spiritual roots.
The body was divided into two extremes, and spiritual roots belonged to the five elements. In other words, one's constitution had Yin and Yang attributes, and spiritual aura had the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.
Ordinary people's constitutions were a mixture of Yin and Yang, and when they cultivated, they would repel each other. As for spiritual roots, the five elements reinforced and restrained each other. If one had spiritual roots that restrained each other, they would cancel each other out. Therefore, the purer one's constitution was, the better, and the fewer spiritual roots one had, the better.
In the cultivation world, most people had three or four spiritual roots. Three spiritual roots wouldn't be too slow in cultivation, but they usually wouldn't be able to achieve great things. Four or five spiritual roots were poor spiritual roots. Most people would be trapped in the Qi Refinement Realm for their entire lives, and it was also very difficult for them to build their foundation.
Qing Lian himself had four spiritual roots, but he didn't have any fated encounters, so he couldn't build his foundation.
As for those with three spiritual roots and above, those with two spiritual roots wouldn't be burdened by their natural endowments. In addition, there were mutated spiritual roots that could mutate the five elements, and their cultivation speed wasn't inferior to cultivators with single spiritual roots.
However, spiritual roots alone weren't omnipotent. Cultivating immortal techniques also involved comprehension and temperament.
If one's spiritual roots were slightly bad, but if one's comprehension was excellent, their cultivation speed wouldn't be too slow. As for breaking through to the next realm, it was related to one's temperament. If one's temperament was firm and determined, one wouldn't be trapped by one's mental state during a breakthrough.
However, all of this was built on the foundation of spiritual roots. If one's spiritual roots were too bad, it would be useless no matter how good one's comprehension and temperament were.
Mo Tiange remembered what the Ancestor said. She had a Pure Yin Constitution and double spiritual roots, so her cultivation speed wasn't any slower than cultivators with single spiritual roots.
However, the Ancestor said she had five elements spiritual roots, which were the worst spiritual roots Qing Lian mentioned. Generally, she wouldn't have any great prospects.
She was feeling a bit down. Although she hadn't thought too much about what happened that day, she still wasn't too happy to know her spiritual roots weren't good.
"Tiange, what are you reading?"
Mo Tianqiao pushed the door open and came in.
Mo Tiange closed the book and said, "Tianqiao, did you pass?"
Mo Tianqiao looked happy. "Yes, I copied for a whole night yesterday and finally passed with great difficulty."
"Then what book do you want to read? I'll help you look for it."
Mo Tianqiao took the book from Mo Tianqiao and flipped through two pages. However, she didn't seem to be interested, so she handed the book back to Mo Tianqiao. "You can read it yourself. I'm just casually looking around."
"En, alright."
Mo Tiange watched as Mo Tianqiao walked back and forth between the bookshelves. She stared at the book in her hand, hesitated for a moment, then stuffed it into her schoolbag.